The Filthy Laugh (Demo EP)

by The Filthy Laugh

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The video for Sounds Of Words can be found on YouTube (www.youtube.com/watch?v=q61GD2DmpwY)

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released April 15, 2016

All songs written, recorded and arranged by Dominique Finnegan and Alex Jackson

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The Filthy Laugh London, UK

The Filthy Laugh is
Alex Jackson and Dominique Finnegan.

Alex- Drum Programming, Guitar, Bass, Synth, Vocals

Dominique- Guitar, Bass, Synth, and Vocals

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Track Name: Sounds Of Words
Take away this overrated feeling
Of internal meaning.
I’m ok on most days.
Butchering away.
On a cloud of indecision,
Committing noise-treason.
Trying to be clever.
Loving to be right.

Fake, fake a song.
Cry, we cry along.
Choking up to sing.
On this “it” I wing.
This I defile.
So proud in denial.
Will not live without
Ignoring all doubt.
I might stick around.
Bear-bating the clowns.

I can’t breathe like you all breathe, I cough up
Words that I just thought of.
Like them if you want to
I could not care less.
Poorly decorated nightmares.
Underestimating
Platitudes I painted
On your bedroom wall.
Track Name: The Last
Eden gold is bought and sold to me. I need it now. I need it.
Feed my son English instructions. Mother learns the word for “murder”.
We are the last. What if we are the last?

Beg and borrow, steal and follow. Hero rags and scumbag riches.
Empty cogs and worthless levers. Anti-corporation machine.
We are the last. What if we are the last?

Left my life behind because I’m not blind.
I don’t have your hope anymore.
As the genocide that the papers hide
Doesn’t trouble you anymore.

Call out words and no one answers. Wellbeing keeps oscillating.
Buy the largest, dearest carcass to continue living, breathing.
We are the last. What if we are the last?

So I hit my head on your walls instead
And I break my bones so you know.